Through My Eyes                                              



Friday  March 5

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(Our sacred place again!  The sky is quiet in the late winter twilight. We can hear drops of water as they fall first here then there beneath the trees . Below us we can hear the stream as it rushes along and the sound of the evening wind as it begins. As always, it's just a  bit chilly.  Brr..let's rest here awhile sharing our week with each other and talk of our future plans together. But first, let's look in your mirror! You focus...)

















                                                                * courtesy of A Luminous Diamond (Bright) Crystal Show productions.   






Through my eyes